 | American poetry - 1918 - 2062 pages
...must thy lyre, so long divine, 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered tevenson uv but blush? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1918 - 774 pages
...hands like mine ? 6. j„,,..* 'T is something, in the dearth of Fame, Though linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, sufrase my face ; For what is left the poet here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. 7Must... | |
 | Edwin Greenlaw, James Holly Hanford - American literature - 1919 - 712 pages
...Degenerate into hands like mine? 'T is something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered ar nations, and passionate attachments for others, should be excluded; and t T Must we but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our... | |
 | Herbert Charles O'Neill - English language - 1919 - 480 pages
...long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine ? 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's...here ? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear." From The Dream " Our life is twofold : Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - Literature - 1920 - 668 pages
...Degenerate into hands like mine? 15 'Tis something in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as...sing, suffuse my face; For what is left the poet here? 20 For Greeks a blush—for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blest? Must we but blush?—Our... | |
 | William Harris Elson - 1921 - 552 pages
...heroic lay is tuneless now — 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face; 5 For what is left the poet here? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days... | |
 | William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck, Lura E. Runkel - Readers - 1921 - 680 pages
...linked among a fettered race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face; 5 For what is left the poet here? For Greeks a blush — for Greece a te:ir. Must we but weep o'er days more blest? Must we but blush? — Our fathers bled. Earth, render... | |
 | Sir Henry John Newbolt - English literature - 1922 - 1032 pages
...long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine t 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's...sing, suffuse my face ; For what is left the poet here t For Greeks a blush—for Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blest 51 Must we but blush... | |
 | George Roy Elliott, Norman Foerster - English poetry - 1923 - 864 pages
...into hands like mine? 'Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though linked among a fettered race, 720 To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing,...Greece a tear. Must we but weep o'er days more blest? 725 Must we but blush? — Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - American literature - 1922 - 1920 pages
...long divine. Degenerate into hands like mine? 'T is something, in the dearth of fame. Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame. Even as I sing, suffuse my face ; The Isles of Greece For what is left the poet here? For Greeks a blush— for Greece a tear. 36 Must... | |
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And where are they ? And where art thou ? My Country ! On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more. And must thy lyre, so long divine... 
